Oct 31, 2014

Halloween Horrors

On this, the darkest night of nightsOf beastly dreams and ghostly lightsI try to dodge the Devil’s hostAnd ponder on what scares me mostA poet, I’m a timid fellowThe streak that spans my back is yellowIf you say, “Boo!” I have a hunchThat’s quite enough to lose my lunchI don’t let ravens near my hearthOr heavy breathers known as DarthI see a threat in every shadowI’m scared to death of Rachel MaddowI don’t care what my father saidMonsters lurk beneath my bedAnd when I peek, I pause and positIf they’re not there, they’re in the closetIf I don’t see it, still I fear itThat nasty creaking!Don’t you hear it?Yes, every sound can raise a hackleLike Hillary’s annoying cackleNow comes a thought That’s far more troublingThat scars the lungs Like brimstone bubblingA throbbing thought that far exceedsThe claws that reach, the brain that bleedsThat speeds at night from hell’s own vorticeAnd grips my soul like rigor mortisWhat scares me most? Here’s my confessionThe SenateIn a Lame Duck SessionSpare us spirits!Hear and HeedDeliver us from Harry Reid